Agent A Chapter 2 Novels & Stories

(Dungeon Guards) The bunch of guards that were standing around at the rest area near the staircase on the new floor, were send into a shocked. What they thought were a normal mundane nights of them chatting around the fire and enjoying the rough and tasteless gruel, has instead send them to their after life. Agent No.2 who’s on the lead, throws a flash grenades, in the middle of the fire place where the Guards were huddling around, then Agent No.3 also follow up with the second grenade, that explode seconds after the first one.

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The agents standing on either side of the door immediately snap back to attention. There are many questions I need to ask, but only one is important, along with the corresponding answer. I take a deep breath as I approach the door. The agents remain standing still before one tries to look my way. I ignore him as I shoot daggers at the solid gray door and the room’s occupant behind it. Before either agent can reach to open the door, a low growl slips from my mouth, making them freeze. I don’t even knock. Instead, I whip open the door and march into the room.

Ally is being held against her will and it seems that Eric’s father is the person pulling the strings. She notices that Agatha is standing in the doorway. This woman has exceptional senses. Whenever Ally moves, Agatha somehow knows about it. She moves like a predator. She makes no sound and does not let on where she is until she appears out of nowhere. “Looking for something?” Agatha asks Ally in a dry tone. She is standing with her feet next to each other and her hands clasped in front of her. It looks like a practiced stance. Ally would have loved if Agatha was friendly. She must be in some kind of mafia because Ally would bet her life on it that this woman can take any man down. If Agatha

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Agent Ten said to another comrade. "Yes, major." the orders shouted. "Superior!" a colleague called. "There it is, sergeants supreme." Agent One said. "Be careful outside. Don’t pretend they're just vendors." Agent Zero said. Agent Zero first ate the bread he bought inside the grocery store. "They are coming little by little and they don't pay attention to the car." Agent Zero said to himself. On the other hand, Shuji thinks about Lixue leaving their house. When someone knocked on his office door.

She pointed at the same place Katherine had been called out to. “Umm… I don’t understand.” I said with a choked voice while trying to force a smile and act like everything was okay when I knew deep down it wasn’t whereas everyone was now staring at me. “Have you ever watched a show where a novice was used to teach the other novice and make them learn…” Ava said as she led me to the front, still holding my shoulder. I blink and swallow hard. “You mean like a tool?” I asked and she nodded as we got to the front, she made me face the others.

Though feeling exasperated and unwilling, he executed what the abnormal man had told him to do. Agatha was woken up a few hours after by a light tap on her face. It was her best friend's stalker who snuck into her room. The disturbance caused by their actions was still ongoing. But the bases Paul McArthney had ordered to be bombed were already bombed. The guy was too anxious to know if Agatha's AI had already approved of her completion rate and promoted her to Level 6. All in all, his goal was to check if she could now purchase that skill and wake up Misty!

The agent’s eyes flicked toward the house. Toward Adriana’s room. “You know what,” he said. Demetri exhaled slowly, the weight of it settling over all of us. This wasn’t the beginning anymore. This was the collision. The agent stood on the other side of the gate like he owned the place, hands raised, expression calm in a way that made my skin crawl. Men around us tightened their grips on their rifles, waiting for my signal. One wrong move and this would turn into a bloodbath.

She perched on the edge of the thin white couch, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, while I remained standing with the book still clutched in my hands. “Talk,” I said simply. She sighed, rolling her eyes like I was the one who was being unreasonable. “I don’t know what you want me to say, Agnes. It was seven years ago. I barely remember.” “Well, try harder,” I shot back. “You were in the restricted section. And judging from the look on your face, you know something about this book. Tell me what you know.” Ava’s gaze flicked to the book, and for a moment, she looked almost… guilty. But then she straightened, her expression hardening. “I was just… following instructions.”